"Do you know how much God loves it when you come back?"

Our younger daughter went to the beach for spring break, an entire week, with a friend and her family. In other words, she went without us. Okay, to be more specific, she went without me.

Now I know she’s old enough to go without me—she’s in middle school—but that’s not the point. I had to go a whole week without seeing her, or hugging her, or kissing her, or just being with her. That’s hard on a Daddy like me who’s doing without his “baby girl.”

She must have known I would have trouble because she called me every day except one. And when she got back, she ran into my arms, and we hugged and kissed and she said, “Did you miss me, Daddy?”

So I said, “Yes I did.”

And she said, “Good, ‘cause I missed you, too.”

I decided that coming home is the best part of being gone. And if I miss my daughter that much, how much more does God miss you when you leave God? And how much more does God love it when you come back? Listen to life today and go back home to God.